Eat ****.
I hate that you left me
in love with you.
What am I supposed to do?
Get over it
like my feelings live in my feet.
Carry me to new places, new faces
Tie up my laces, I'm off to get over it.
You left me with this thought
You don't love me emotionally
You could love me physically
but no.
That would be wrong
because first times only come once.
How many times will I be left
when someone is afraid of the first?
I can't get a job without experience.
No experience without a job.
So I'm stuck here.
with my tied laces
Feelings in my feet
Getting over it.
And until I do, I will just keep saying
Eat ****.